Ruins of the past

Everyone present looked at each other in shock, awestruck by the strength Chu Qiguang showed, and no one seemed to object for a moment.

An Yiyun stood beside Ji Haoran and suddenly sighed: "Chu Qiguang's power is getting stronger and stronger. I feel like I am seeing the rise of the Holy Emperor and Xuan Xuzi in history."

At this moment, Hua Hanwen was under pressure and said, "Ambassador Chu, I don't think so."

"Oh?" Chu Qiguang looked at Hua Hanwen again, but he didn't feel surprised.

The other party did not give in when the demons were raging in Luchen in the future. He naturally had a strong ability to withstand pressure and would not surrender casually.

Hua Hanwen was enveloped by Chu Qiguang's gaze, and he immediately felt a surge of pressure coming towards him. His whole body felt as if the other party had seen through him instantly.

But the more pressure he felt, the more bloody Hua Hanwen seemed to be aroused in his heart.

His eyes collided with Chu Qiguang's and he said solemnly: "Southeast has been accustomed to being self-sufficient since ancient times. Even if it encounters a powerful enemy like the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea, it can fight alone and drive away those long insects."

"Zhou Zhen, you have just come to the East China Sea and are not very familiar with the situation here. I think we still need to consider the long term before joining forces to fight against the monsters."

Seemingly inspired by Hua Hanwen, some people from the four major aristocratic families and the two major schools also expressed their opposition.

Only the people from the Holy Fire Sect and the Baiyang Sect remained silent.

The leader of the Baiyang Sect looked at Ji Haoran, who was extremely deep beside him, with sparkles in his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Ji Haoran kept his head lowered from beginning to end, as if he didn't care at all about the debate in front of him.

At the same time, an old man with white eyebrows and white hair stood behind Hua Hanwen and said: "If the extraterrestrial monsters are monsters outside the Central Plains, then dealing with extraterrestrial monsters is commonplace here, or... Don’t worry about Chu Town.”

Although this old man has white hair, his eyes are filled with vicissitudes of life.

But his skin, flesh, and blood seemed to be in excellent condition, giving the impression of a young man in his twenties.

Seeing the old man standing up, everyone's momentum became even higher.

Hua Hanwen looked at the old man and nodded to him.

The old man in front of him is Guo Muqing of the Guishan School, a leader among the martial gods of the previous generation.

It turned out that Guo Muqing was old, his energy and blood were declining, he was no longer at his peak, and his own strength was far from comparable to his status.

But now he has broken through to the realm of manifesting the gods and completed the "Six Innate Methods" of the Guishan School.

This divine martial art is best at stimulating the body's potential and exhausting the changes in the circulation of qi and blood. It can make the strength of muscles, qi and blood both strong and soft, and even lock the loss of qi and blood caused by aging.

It is also the only martial art that can prevent the exhaustion of Qi and blood from entering the Tao to manifesting the spirit. It is also a martial art that becomes more and more powerful with age.

After practicing the "Six Innate Methods", Guo Muqing recuperated his physical body and restored his Qi and blood every day. His body functions became younger and younger, and his Qi and blood power remained at its peak at all times.

Before Guo Muqing could finish speaking, another middle-aged man came out, blindfolded and holding a sword in both hands.

Hua Hanwen nodded towards the other party: "Senior brother."

The middle-aged man seemed to be a man of few words. He just nodded, then turned to look at Chu Qiguang and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Between us and other warriors, it is martial arts that speak for themselves."

"I am Jiang Chenru of the East China Sea School. I am here today to ask for advice from you."

This middle-aged man is Jiang Chenru of the Donghai School, Hua Hanwen's senior brother, and the only manifest martial god of the Donghai School. He has successively mastered the "Phantom Kamikaze" and "Markless Sword Style" of the Donghai School.

The long sword in his hand was suddenly unsheathed, and the terrifying energy and blood power burst out from his body, as if sword energy was rising into the sky.

At the same time, Qiao Zhi's voice rang in Chu Qiguang's ears: "I'm not very familiar with this Guo Muqing. When I debuted in my previous life, he seemed to have died of old age."

"I know this Jiang Chenru. Later, the future of the Central Plains became dark, and after the last few cities in Donghai Prefecture were defeated, he blew himself up on the battlefield and died together with thousands of monster warriors."

Chu Qiguang looked at Jiang Chenru in front of him, still sitting motionless on the Grand Master's chair, and just said with admiration: "Your swordsmanship is indeed good, but you are still no match for me."

"Well, I won't bully others today."

"It's just me, sitting here, not moving my hands or feet."

"You can take turns to attack, or you can besiege together."

"Whether it's martial arts or Taoism."

"You are free to prepare any weapons."

"As long as you can force me to move a step, I will treat what I just said as if I didn't say anything."

As he spoke, he turned to look at the people from the four major families, the two major sects, as well as the leader of the Baiyang Sect and Ji Haoran, as if to encourage them to take action at will.

Chu Qiguang's words sounded extremely arrogant, but none of the many people present felt this. Instead, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Just because Chu Qiguang was not only famous, but also displayed extremely powerful strength, many people present subconsciously felt that he was worthy of these words.

"What a spirit." Jiang Chen shouted in a low tone, "Then I'll do it first."

As he spoke, his entire body turned red, and white heat burst out from his body, like a thick fog rising up.

And the long sword in his hand also let out bursts of soft moans, and seemed to turn into a cloud amid the high-speed vibration.

Qiao Zhi reminded in his heart: "The Donghai School's divine dharma, the Traceless Sword Style, is a fast sword that cultivates spiral energy and blood. Once the sword is unfolded, one sword will be faster than the other. In the end, there will be no shadow or trace, transcending the body." Hue, difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, is the fastest sword in the realm of manifesting the spirit..."

Before Qiao Zhi could finish speaking, the clouds and mist surrounding Jiang Chen's body had suddenly dispersed, and he had disappeared, leaving only a large crater where he had been trampled.

With a slash of the sword, the school ground was instantly split into two, leaving a sword mark dozens of meters long on the ground.

Jiang Chenru's first sword struck the ground.

Then another sword slashed out, and the sword energy swept across like thunder, directly tearing apart a low wall a hundred meters away.

Jiang Chenru struck out one sword after another, as fast as thunder, the sword speed became faster and faster, and the figure of the person became more and more blurred.

The aftermath of the sword's power swept across the school grounds, leaving devastating traces.

At the same time, Jiang Chenru's voice came from the strong wind: "My "Markless Sword Style" is a supremely fast sword. Each sword is faster than the previous one. Legend has it that the sword was originally created The master once struck out thirty-six swords in a row, and with the last sword he killed three great demons who were in the realm of gods."

"With my current level of cultivation, I can only cast up to the eighteenth sword in one go. Any more swords will cause my blood and energy to run wild, and my muscles and muscles will collapse and I will die."

"Envoy Chu Zhen, you have to watch carefully. Don't catch it and get hurt."